Now, Coyote, that Ol' Coyote,stared at his feet, and spoke:"See, Dust Devil left six pebbles. Yes, Ol' Dusty left six pebbles on my feet. Three on the left footand three on the right foot.... I suppose that means something?"

Coyote yawned and fell asleep.

The Agave felt a tickling joy in its roots.

Ol' Coyote dreamed.

When Coyote woke from his dream,and opened his eyes, he still smoked that Blue Corn Pipe, and those pebbles were still on his feet.

Now, Coyote, that Ol' Coyote, took the pebbles, and blessed them in Blue Corn Pipe Tobacco smoke.